At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 202 The Last Sword

"My Lord, man proposes, God disposes."

Yuan Hong stepped into the courtyard and said with a wry smile: "We have done everything we can. If this still doesn't work, we can only think of another way."

"Have the people from the East Sea returned?"

Xie Xuanli asked irritably.

"No."

Yuan Hong shook his head.

Inside Xiliang City.

Hou House.

Princess Ningxi, Miaoyu, and Dayue'er were also anxiously waiting for news. Only Qingyao was practicing sword in the courtyard.

Under the city of Qingzhou.

Under the gazes of countless people, a sword light came from the north, tearing through the wind and snow and heading straight for Qingzhou City.

The sword light turned into an arc, flew towards the one-armed old man, fell into his hand, and then the sword light dissipated.

It was the ancient sword hanging in front of the Wudang Zhenwu Hall. It had appeared twice in the past few hundred years.

The first time was when Xue Changqing went to Wudang, the great master of Wudang.

The second time is now, when Li Jianshen borrowed a sword from a thousand miles away.

"The last sword."

Holding the three-foot-long ancient sword, the one-armed old man exudes two completely opposite auras, one is the way of swordsmanship, and the other is the way of heaven.

The way of the sword was practiced by him.

The Heavenly Dao was practiced by the young Taoist priest who borrowed a sword from Wudang.

The one-armed old man's last sword was the parallel of Heaven's Way and Sword Way.

An illusory force rose into the sky, accompanied by a sharp and domineering sword force from Lin, and the two quickly merged.

The coarse linen clothes fluttered, and the one-armed old man opened his eyes wide and said in a deep voice: "If Xiliang Hou can take my last sword, I will retreat."

"Draw out your sword."

Xiao Han opened his mouth and said that this last sword was not so easy to deal with, Rong Tiandao's sword method was just one sword.

His right hand rested on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"chichi"

The icy-cold Jingzhe knife was slowly unsheathed. The blade was as bright as snow, spotless, and emitting a chilly light.

The knife was more than three feet long, narrow and sharp. He held the knife in his right hand and held it horizontally in front of him. A terrifying knife intent rose from his body.

The color of his pupils changed slightly, faintly glowing with blood, and his mind entered the state of destroying immortals.

murderous look.

Boundless murderous aura swept out, filling the everywhere.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

There was heavy snow and thunder, flashes of lightning, and a terrible pressure emerged, rising into the sky and heading towards the one-armed old man.

The one-armed old man has a backup plan.

He also has a backup plan.

Entering the third level of the Three Wind Swords, his whole body was suspended in the air, and the Jingzhe Sword in his hand was vibrating.

There was a loud sound of a sword, and within a radius of a thousand feet, flashes of sword light appeared, and sword energy was everywhere.

"retreat."

Yuwen Yulou and Xiaoyue'er looked at each other, then tiptoed and flew back, followed closely by Shen Pei.

"retreat."

Nie Si Niang also retreated frantically, away from the battlefield. That terrifying sword energy would be enough to make them suffer even if they were just touched by it.

Shi Xinyuan rushed towards Liu Xuanxuan, wanting to take her away.

"Humph"

Xiao Han snorted coldly, and an invisible pressure descended. Shi Xinyuan paused, and then her body trembled and her eyes were filled with fear.

"puff"

The leader of the Shadow Mountain Sect spat out a mouthful of boiling blood, which sprayed onto the snow and dyed the mud red.

Invisibly, a terrible murderous intent descended. If she took even half a step forward, she would die on the spot.

What great master of the Celestial Realm? At this moment, in front of those two people, he was just like a pig or a dog, and could be killed with a flick of a finger.

The fear in her heart was like a tide, engulfing Shi Xinyuan's mind. Suppressing the fear, she glanced at her beloved disciple Liu Xuanxuan.

Shi Xinyuan was very unwilling, but he did not dare to take even a single step beyond the forbidden zone, so he could only retreat. After retreating several hundred feet, the terrifying murderous intent was slightly weakened.

She began to regret why she had been so obsessed and agreed to the conditions of Zhenbei Hou Xie Xuanli.

If he had not gotten involved in the muddy waters of Xiliang and Jizhou, what is happening now would not have happened.

Even half an hour ago, there was room for things to turn around.

The man in the white robe was too strong, terrifyingly strong, with a physique like that of a ferocious beast, and every move he made had the power to overturn rivers and seas.

Not like an ordinary person at all.

Scorpio loves warriors, who can crush the one-armed old man's three sword moves with a single hand? Even the great Vajra Realm monks of Buddhism dare not rely on their physique to face the old man's sword.

But what the Buddhist Vajra Realm could not do, this Xiliang Marquis accomplished.

Shi Xinyuan couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, is it worth it for Buddhism to pay such a huge price in order to form an alliance with Jizhou?
Not to mention whether the Buddha's bone relics can be sent to Jizhou, even if they can, Shadow Mountain and Buddhism will become complete enemies of Xiliang Hou in the future.

Is it cost-effective?

Unfortunately, no matter how many thoughts he had in his heart, there was no other way out at this moment. His only hope was that the old sword god who borrowed his sword could defeat Xiliang Hou Xiao Han.

Countless eyes were fixed on the two people under Qingzhou City.

This victory or defeat.

Very suspenseful.

Even those masters hiding in the dark dare not say who will win or lose.

Although the one-armed old man once dominated the world and became the number one person in the world, the strength of Xiliang Hou Xiao Han is also extremely terrifying.

Moreover, in the previous battle, the one-armed old man was completely suppressed.

Even if this old sword god returned to the immortal realm on land, it would be of no avail.

Three of his famous skills were broken by his bare hands. If he hadn't borrowed a sword at the last moment, the battle would have been over.

The outcome has already been decided.

The old sword god returned to the immortal realm on land, but was defeated by Xiliang Hou Xiao Han.

after this war.

Regardless of the outcome of the final move, Xiliang Hou can be ranked among the top three Scorpio warriors.

Under the city of Qingzhou.

The one-armed old man held a three-foot ancient sword borrowed from Wudang, and mastered both the sword and the way of heaven, his strength reaching an unprecedented level.

Even if it can only be maintained for a moment, the time it takes to strike with a sword, but the sword can eventually be delivered.

For the last move, Xiao Han did not wait for the one-armed old man to make a move, but drew his sword first, with Jingzhe in his hand vibrating.

The long and narrow blade, the cold light flowing, the white robe fluttering, there is only this one person in the world, and this one sword.

Even though the one-armed old man also mastered the Heavenly Sword, he was not afraid and embarked on the path of destroying the immortals.

Even an immortal in heaven can be killed, let alone a staggering old man.

He raised his leg, took a step forward, raised the knife in his right hand, swung Jingzhe, and slashed at the one-armed old man.

The bright sword light bloomed under the Qingzhou city, and it grew stronger in the wind. The wind was blowing hard, and every wisp of wind and snow was the most extreme sword energy.

Engulfed by the wind and snow, a hundred-foot-long sword light rushed straight towards the old sword god.

The Three Wild Wind Swords are not about sword techniques or knife techniques, but about the state of mind. Using the three state of mind to control all methods.

at this time.

He used the Immortal-Destroying Dao Yuba Sword to strike a blow that had never been struck before, splitting the heaven and earth apart.

A huge crack appeared in the sky thousands of feet high, extending all the way to the ground, and the earth cracked.

Face this knife head on.

The old sword god who was invincible sixty years ago had a very solemn expression, his chest heaving, and he held the sword with one arm.

There was no hesitation.

He raised his hand and slashed out with a sword.

This sword.

It contains the Way of Heaven and the Way of Sword.

The way of heaven is ethereal, the way of sword is sharp, and one sword move takes the best of both and integrates them into one.

(End of this chapter)